Blood of the Poet

Blood of the Poet
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The blood of the poet—
Comes & oozes slowly
Like a young man dying

Sluggishly & thick—
There’s no end to it
Until the last oozelette

The blood of the poet—
Is a nocturnal emission
Coming suddenly at night

Adolescents like Rimbaud—
Make the best surrealists
Premature ejaculations

The blood of the poet—
Is both an Illumination
And a Season in Hell

Contrary to Breton—
The Bunghole works just
As fine as the Pussy